The Space Doctor Became the Favorite of the Exiled Powerful Minister

Mrs. Cui thought to herself, if she had known that the leek box business was so good, she would have eaten less leeks before.

 The key is that this thing is not sold in the market.

Jiang Zhiluo has one acre of leeks planted in her space.

 She currently only has one acre of land in her space, so she transplanted all the leeks before.

There is a wood-based aura in the space. No matter what you plant, it will grow quickly and well, and the yield will be high.

Moreover, she has also absorbed some vegetation aura power recently. Although it is weak, this wood power is growing every day.

 When the wood spiritual energy becomes stronger, she can also completely heal Cui Hejin's body, and the space can also be upgraded.

With space upgrade, the land becomes larger and she can plant more things.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Mom, don't worry, there are still a lot of leeks in the back mountain. When the time comes, I will cut them back and transplant some more. Let's plant more in our yard."

Mrs. Cui couldn't help but sigh: "It would be great if our yard was bigger, or if we had more land."

 The acre of land they cleared was mainly used to grow wheat and corn.

 With food, basic life can be guaranteed.

 If you don’t grow food, you can’t just buy it.

 Last year, the wheat and corn grown by their family were harvested, and they saved some food, allowing them to survive the winter safely.

 Last winter, the price of food increased. It was not cost-effective to spend money on food.

So Mrs. Cui feels that she can grow food in the ground and have food in her hands without panic.

Jiang Zhiluo looked at Mrs. Cui's sad look and comforted her in a low voice: "Mom, think about it, we made 1,740 yuan just by making leek boxes today."

“There is also braised meat. If we sell them all, we will get more than one tael of silver. In total, it will be almost three taels of silver.”

"In this case, after we work for about a month, we can buy land and homesteads to build a house. By then, we will buy more homesteads and a bigger yard, and we can grow vegetables in the front and back yards, as well as some fruits. "

Jiang Zhiluo is thinking about growing watermelons and grapes.

 But she had never heard of watermelon and grapes when she walked around the town before.

Even strawberries, no one has heard of them.

But everyone knows about raspberries. Raspberries are small red fruits found in mountains and forests, similar to the size of mulberries, but red. People are used to calling them raspberries.

　　It is just that people occasionally see them when they go to chop wood or work in the fields, and they pick them back and eat them, but there are not many.

 Listening to Jiang Zhiluo's description of this scene, Mrs. Cui suddenly became energetic.

“Yes, let’s work harder, and soon we will have our own house.”

Mrs. Cui was happy at the thought of having her own house with a real courtyard wall.

Previously, she didn’t even dare to think about buying a homestead and building a house.

Mrs. Cui said: "Zhiluo, if you have any ideas, I will listen to you."

Seeing that Mrs. Cui's expression had improved, Jiang Zhiluo breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Mom, let's go buy some noodles first."

 “Okay, let’s go buy some noodles.”

 Then they went to the grain store in town.

“Those noodles cost eight cents per catty, and fine noodles cost nineteen cents per catty.”

Mrs. Cui originally wanted to buy fine noodles, but when she heard it, she thought it was expensive.

But she didn't speak, but looked at Jiang Zhiluo.

Jiang Zhiluo looked at the thick noodles and then at the thin noodles.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Your thin noodles are too expensive. Make them cheaper. If they are cheaper, we can buy more."

Jiang Zhiluo feels that one pound is cheaper, and she can save a lot if she buys more. The waiter at the shop looked at the old lady and the little girl wearing ordinary clothes, so he didn't take them seriously and his attitude was very perfunctory.

He showed a look of contempt and said: "If you can't afford it, don't buy it."

"Don't ask around. There are only two grain stores in the town, and the prices are the same. Ours is cheap. If you don't buy it, go to Fucheng to buy it. The price is even more expensive."

“If you don’t want to buy it, don’t block the door of the store. There are other customers coming to buy.”

When Mrs. Cui heard these words, she looked very unhappy and a little angry.

He Jin came to buy food before, but she didn’t know the people in the food store had such an attitude.

Even though being exiled has smoothed many of Mrs. Cui’s edges, at this moment, Mrs. Cui still felt a little embarrassed, and there was a surge of anger in her heart.

She was fine with being humiliated, but Zhi Luo was still with her, and she didn't want Zhi Luo to be humiliated like this.

“Your store is open for business, so what’s wrong with us negotiating the price?”

The waiter said disdainfully: "Our store just doesn't negotiate prices. If you can't afford to wear such shabby clothes, why should you negotiate the price?"

Jiang Zhiluo stopped Mrs. Cui and said, "Mom, don't be angry."

Jiang Zhiluo was not angry, she just looked at the waiter and said: "Brother, if you don't bargain, don't bargain. It's too much to humiliate people."

Jiang Zhiluo's expression was calm, but her eyes had a cold and sharp look.

The waiter at the shop originally wanted to say something sarcastic, but when he saw this look, for some reason, he felt like there was cold air coming from the soles of his feet.

 He didn’t know why, but a feeling of fear arose from the bottom of his heart.

His lips moved, but in the end he said nothing.

At this moment, a gray-haired old lady came in at the door carrying two large bags of things. "Is this a grain store?"

The old lady’s clothes were patched, and the shoes on her feet were torn, exposing her toes.

The old lady spoke a little timidly, with a dialect accent in her voice.

The waiter in the shop saw it, waved the feather duster in his hand and said: "Go, go out quickly, not everyone can come to our grain store, so don't dirty the place of our store."

The old lady staggered a few steps after being waved away, and hurriedly explained: "I am a grain seller, and I brought freshly ground wheat flour to sell noodles."

The waiter frowned and said, "There are people in your village who specialize in collecting grain. You just sell it to them."

The old lady murmured and lowered her head without answering. She only whispered, "Does your grain store accept grain?"

 “My noodles are very fine and thin.”

The waiter at the shop walked to the door, opened the bag, looked at it, and said, "Your noodles are not fine noodles at all, they are very rough. You charge six cents per catty. If you want to sell it, sell it. If you don't sell it, leave as soon as possible."

“This, this, this is good noodles, really fine noodles, not mixed with any other grains.”

The old lady hurriedly explained.

But the waiter in the store had a tough attitude, "If you don't believe it, go to another grain store and ask. They may not be able to charge you six cents per pound for grain."

That God was too entangled and hesitant. She urgently needed to sell grain for some money.

 But the price is too low, this is top quality thin noodles.

The old lady wiped the sweat from her forehead and still wanted to ask more questions and give it a try.

 She closed the mouth of the sack, picked up the pole and left.

The waiter in the shop threatened unhappily: "Old man, let me tell you, if your front leg is gone, if your back leg comes back to sell grain, it won't be at this price, it will be five cents a pound."

Mrs. Cui was furious when she saw this scene. Thinking of the scene when someone came to the village to collect food last year, her heart became even heavier.

The old lady hesitated when she heard these words.

Jiang Zhiluo sneered, walked over to the old lady and said, "Grandma, I think your noodles are good. How about I buy them all according to the market price, which is nineteen cents per catty?" (End of Chapter)